Mohowauuck watched Martin with the trained eyes of a hawk. He thought them prideful, which they were... but so was he, seeing as he never shuts his useless mouth. Her bare feet made no sound as she padded back into the grand meeting hall. Martin made a show of his fireworks and then let loose another slew of insults. Lady Mo had heard enough, she would show this filth what happened to the last white man who told her people to be civil. Well, perhaps she wouldn't quite scalp him.

"You will be silent now. There is a difference between truth, and an opinion that you believe to be true." her voice was low and stern. Careful to avoid the flames, Mohowauuck stepped up to Martin, nearly nose to nose. With one hand she snatched the gun from his hand and bent the metal into a distorted, not usable form, before shoving it in his face. "Archaic? Is that the word you used to describe us?" she gave a short, humorless laugh before throwing the hunk of metal to the ground. 

"We maybe be simple in terms of lifestyle and weaponry, but that is part of the beauty of our race. We are eternal, therefore we know what to value. Our life expectancy is contingent upon the life expectancy of this planet. I would not hate your kind so much if it were not for your ignorance, your tiny lifespans make you short-sighted and destructive. Humans are indeed intelligent, look at all they've built, but they are not wise... not until it is too late in their lives to matter. Do not try to claim to be different, even you yourself come bearing weapons of destruction. The flames you brought pollute the very air we stand in. You and I do agree on one thing, however... left to it's own devices, humanity would indeed annihilate itself... it has been on that path since before the great 'industrial revolution'" she said the words with as much sarcasm as an ancient could muster. 

"This war has to happen, the vampires [i]will[/i] unite to cull the humans down to size before they take us, along with themselves, down in technological warfare. You claim to want to help us, yes? I suggest you start speaking with actual meaning then, because the next insult or snarky remark that I perceive to pass your lips, will be the last you speak, as I will cut the very tongue from your mouth. I don't need to kill you to make you suffer for your transgressions."